she would be at disgust at her physically unappealing self but would have some form of hope of which are remnants of her ego that has been inflated due to hundreds of men validating her. she has an attempt to live life as an ugly male, and notices almost instantly the hardships relative to her previous lives as people aren't being nice to her (now him) by default and if anything they seem to be more cold. the compliments has ceased, and conversations now seem like an uphill battle which takes a lot of effort but little to no good results
the realisation that her personality never actually mattered to the hoards of orbiters shocks her, and is suddenly realising that her value was merely bc she was a women. she becomes increasingly depressed and even suicidal and attempts to fix this by following the bluepill advice that she gave out and believed over the years, with no positive change.
the depression and suicidalness becomes too overwhelming, and she sighs on sits down on her pc and types in "incels.co" on the search bar.
now she's a social hermit, or more shockingly to her, an incel